Wednesday 28 February 2018

Poems

DO NOT LOVE ME YET

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Do not love me yet, for I Am still a slender moon,
A scimitar about the heart Too sharp to touch too soon.
Before I’m touched I need to grow More full in golden light;
I need to smile upon my earth And rule some patch of night.
I need to know what roads and fields Lie in my domain And dull my brand new ecstasies With sophomoric pain.
http://gg-l.xyz/lD5C2eqN I need the love of some blank boy As cold and dark as me, That we might grope in ignorance And fear of what might be. And then, when I’m a silver bowl And know what I can hold, Then, then, perhaps, we could try love If you are not too old.

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